[Intro - Kendrick Lamar]

I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again
Lord, forgive me! Lord, forgive me!
Things I don't understand
Sometimes I need to be alone

[Intro - Travis Scott]

Don't you open up that window
Don't you let out that antidote (yah)

[Verse 1 - Travis Scott]

Stackin' up day to day
Young n***a, you know you gotta go get it, go get it, my n***a
They hatin', they stinkin', they waitin'
Don't be mistaken, we dyin', they stayin'
Lord, I'm on fire, they think that I'm Satan
Callin' me crazy on different occasions
Kickin' the cameraman off of my stages
'Cause I don't like how he snappin' my angles
I'm overboard and I'm over-impatient
Over my n***as and these kids my ages
Dealin' with Mo' shit, that's more complicated
Like these two bitches that might be related
H-Town, you got one and you, Bun B, like a number one
It's late night, got a late show
If you wanna roll, I got a place where...

[Verse 2 - Kendrick Lamar]

I'm tryin' to keep it alive
And not compromise the feeling we love
You're tryin' to keep it deprived
And only co-sign what radio does
And I'm lookin' right past you
We live in a world, we live in a world on two different axles
You live in a world, you livin' behind the mirror
I know what you scared of
The feeling of feeling emotions inferior
This shit is vital, I know you had to
This shit is vital, I know you had to
To die in a pitiful vain, tell me a watch and a chain
Is way more believable, give me a feasible gain
Rather a seasonal name
I'll let the people know this is somethin' you can blame
On yourselves, you can remain stuck in a box

[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]

Pop a lot of pain pills
Bout to put rims on my skateboard wheels
Beat that pussy up like Emmett Till
Yeah....
Two cell phones ringin' at the same time
That's your ho, callin' from two different phones
Tell that bitch "leave me the fuck alone!"
See, you fuck her wrong, and I fuck her long
I got a love-hate relationship with Molly
I'd rather pop an ollie, and my dick is a trolley
Boy, I'll bury you like Halle
And these hoes say I'm blind
Cause I don't see nothin' wrong with a little bump and grind
Man I just received a package
Them other n***as taxin'
And my pockets so fat, I'm startin' to feel contractions
And my cousin went to jail for them chickens
And he already home and that n***a must be snitchin'
Cut him off like karate!

[Verse 4 - Future]

I'm covered in money, I'm covered in money
These bitches, these n***as, they all want something from me
I'm covered in money, I'm covered in money
Just stop all the fronting I'll go back to crime, before they try take me to trial
I heard what you told to the judge
I been gettin' money like this for a while